Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

Under the scorching eyes of everyone, Admire Fan was not afraid at all, stood up from the sofa gracefully and calmly, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked sideways at the group of men who were angrily gouging him. He slanted his lips and sneered coldly: "You bunch of idiots, is there anyone who can give birth to a son comparable to my son?! Don't dream!!!! Lower my son's grade!!!! I don't I chatted with you guys, go home and play with my son!!!”

After saying that, amidst the voices of everyone grinding their teeth with hatred, Admiration Fan whistled happily and left gracefully.

The moment the thick wooden door was closed, Nan Juefeng was the first to grit his teeth in resentment: "What are you dragging?! Didn't you just give birth to a son? What's there to be proud of?! What's so great about it? I really thought I was born Your son is invincible in the world?! I’m so stupid!!! I will give birth to a son, and I will step on your son every minute and twist it into dust!!!”

"That's it!!!! Don't you have a son?! Show off in front of us every day, as if we can't give birth. Isn't it just a son, but we don't want to have one. If we want to have one, we will kill you every minute." My son was crushed to death!!!" Wei Yutian jumped out second, "I will give birth to a son who will definitely be smarter and stronger than yours!!!! If he can't compare, I will strangle him to death and give birth to a second one!!! "

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I admire Xi Shangyuan who raced all the way back.

It was already 12:30 when I went to Yang Mu'an's room.

The children's room with the navy style as the main style is lit with a dim orange light, which adds a touch of warmth to the cool blue.

Admiring Fan stood by the bed for a long time, staring at the sleeping mother and son hugging each other face to face.

When he was engrossed in watching, Yang Mu'an suddenly woke up.

Seeing Yang Mufan standing by the bed, he rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, what are you doing standing by my bed?! An An wants to pee!!!"

Saying that, Yang Mu'an was going to push Mu Wanqing.

But Yang Mufan was one step ahead of him, and bent forward to lift Yang Muan from the bed: "Uncle, take you to pee, don't wake up Mommy."

"Uncle, did you just come back?!" Yang Mu An asked, leaning on Yang Mu Fan's shoulder, hugging his neck.

"En." Yang Mufan replied.

Yang Mu'an asked again: "Does the company have many, many contracts to sign?!"

"..." Facing his son's question, Yang Mufan remained silent.

When he was hesitant about how to reply to his son, he admired An standing on the toilet, hissing, and whispering: "The uncle will not have time to play with An An in the future. Mom's plane has not been flying high, and there is no An An's plane." The plane flies high, and An An doesn't want her mother to play with An An on the plane."

"..." Worried that Yang Mu'an would not be able to stand on the toilet, Yang Mufan had already freed up a hand to support him. After listening to Yang Mu'an's murmur, he was silent for a while, and then replied: "An'an, uncle assures you, in the future I will spare a lot of time to play airplanes with you."

When going out of the bathroom with Yang Muan in his arms, Yang Mufan suggested: "Go upstairs today and sleep in your uncle's room, okay?!"

Yang Muan asked without thinking: "What about mom?! Can mom sleep in uncle's room?!"